Poem for a Two Year Old by J. Kevin WolfeA 2-Year-Old’s Advice to a 23-Month-OldAsk for more when your plate is still full and you’re done eatingKeep a pocketful of dirt After they wash you wipe your face with it They’ll never get your magic trickHold your plate upside down If food falls off gravity still works and the world is safe so smileAsk why? until they shout‘just because!’CheckmateThe moment the macaroni hits the disposal scream you want it backDon’t say you need to go to the bathroom or ask ‘are we there yet?’They’re copyright by three-year-oldsSmear dinner on your face to cool it so it doesn’t burn your tongue Then lick it offIf your eyes get big enough around puppies they let you pull earsFill your mouth with food slowly dribble it down your chin It takes practice

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Friday, December 19, 2008

Noah William arrived last night at 6:21pm. He weighed 7lbs7oz and was 20inches long.We arrived at the hospital to be induced at 8:30am. And they finally got the pitocin started at 12pm. The doctor came in and broke my water at 5:30pm, and Noah didn't take long after that. We are already at home relaxing.Thank you to everyone for all the well wishes!

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Tim has been the biggest little helper lately. He'll help you do anything, and he tries to do it all himself. Another sign that he's growing up way too fast. Here's a few pictures from the night he made chocolate chip cookies with dad.